I can still remember the lips that gently pressed on mine.
The ones that made me loose track of time
Your hands that held me gently at the waist
This feeling cannot be erased
I'm sorry for the outcome
I'm sorry for the scandal
That this meant to be magic moment
was not supposed to cause commotion
People see it as a joke
But you and me we know
What really happend
How it really felt
And that is what we share
We share these fond memories
Just beetween us
Never again will I feel bare
These lips will never leave
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Unleashed
PoetryThis is a book of poetry. Basically my emotions unleashed through words. That is how I see poetry. Sometimes what we think about and processes in our head is to much. Writing it all out helps me let go of the mess in my head. Hope you can connect w...
